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...declared the last time Karefa-Smart came home--and the government withdrew its warning to him to stay out of the country, he could probably be packed in time for an afternoon flight. His office at 641 Huntington Ave. is clearly a temporary measure, dominated not by a massive oaken desk, but by a few filing cabinets and bulletin boards. There is another map of Africa, perforated by colored push-pins, and an exhortation, carefully written in magic marker on lined yellow paper, to remember that "I" is the least important word and "we" is the most. His inspirational message...
...even though he has a bad voice," and they have learned to put up with his occasional cross moods. Most important of all, the children think of Leachim as their friend, as well as a good teacher. All of which is quite an achievement for a robot with an oaken body and head, a meter-like mouth and blue light-bulb ears...
...summer she takes a job as a waitress in the Purple Pickle, part of a psuedo-delicatessan chain in the midwest. It is a low-priced quick-service place lit by art deco lamps, with oaken booths against rough panelled walls, plants slung from the ceiling and sauerkraut served while-u-wait. She is working eight hours a day in a starched white uniform and a red-checkered apron, and she lives above the restaurant with the manager. He is 45 and divorced, a Methodist believer who neither drinks or smokes. He is balding with a budding paunch, he likes...
DOCTORS ALWAYS LOOK out of place in somber, oaken courtrooms, as if someone in the TV production office had made a mistake and scheduled a segment of the "Bold Ones" on the wrong set. The men in the white coats either fidget nervously in the witness box, or put on a knowledgeable and worldly air, but the M.D.s feel no better under oath than the lawyer feels under the knife...
Some of these volumes are still extant, in the Bodleian, in the British Museum, in the Bibliotheque Nationale; secured with chains, too ponderous to cradle in a lap, original editions of Aquinas and Sir Thomas Browne, various Bibles and historical chronicles, lie open on high oaken tables or under glass. Their pages emanate the same subtle dust observable on the wings of a moth beneath a lamp. In the Founder's Library at New College stand row upon row of thick Latin treatises bound in ivory. And as I look through the notices in TLS of Sotheby's auctions...